Pleasures a Crime Worth Committing

epilogue: the end

**exactly 4 years later**

"Come on! We don't want to be late again! We have been for the past 3 years!" You exclaimed, looking at yourself in Spencer's hallway mirror.

You had on a simple, little black dress, along with black heels, silver jewelry, and a freshly done mani pedi. Red of course. It was Christmas Eve after all.

"We are trying our best over here! Oh come back here!" Spencer yelled, sounding almost frustrated.

Why did Spencer sound so short tempered? You were heading to Rossi's infamous Christmas Eve BAU dinner party.

What was going on? It was already 6, Rossi's party starting around 7.

Turning around, you saw what Spencer was oh so frustrated about.

"Mommy, I don't want to were the long thingy."Your son Gideon complained, for he was only 3.

Running over to your leg, he grabbed onto your calf, right were your dress ended.

He had gotten so big over the years. You could just remember the day you and Spencer found out you'd be having a kid. He was so excited to be a dad, for he truly is the best father a kid could ask for.

When he was born, you had insisted on other names, but decided on Gideon because he was the man that ultimately put you two on your first case together. He was the one who pushed the both of you to get to know each other. He's kind of the reason you two were even here today.

Gideon suited him well anyways, for he had taken after Spencer's smarts. This kid was already ready books, like real books! He was just extraordinary.

This however, did not excuse the fact he still acted like the typical 3 year old.

Spencer rushing out of your sons room, trying to chase after him, tie in hand.

"Did you really think you'd be able to get a three year old in an actual tie?" You chucked, Spencer looking up at you.

"And what do you suggest Y/N?" He questioned, dropping the tie on the floor.

"Try the clip on bow ties, they are easier and in his upper right draw of his dresser. I'll get the snowman one." You stated, Gideon letting go of your leg.

While walking into your sons room, you turned to see Spencer crouched on the floor, almost looking like some kind of cave creature.

"Dad?" Your son asked, tilting his head to the side in curiosity.

"I am no dad... I am the tickle monster!" He yelled, leaping over and picking up Gideon by the underarms.

"No! Not the tickle monster! Mommy help!" He yelled, giggling at Spencer silly monster voice.

Spencer quickly plopped him on the couch, at first tickling your son, then acting as if he was being overpowered by Gideon.

"No! You cant defeat the tickle monster, it's impossible! No!" He echoed his voice, falling on the floor, letting Gideon win.

The whole apartment was full of laughter.

Grabbing the clip on bow tie, you walked back into the living room to see Spencer still battling with Gideon.

"Ok boy, knock it off." You chucked, sitting yourself in the couch and placing your son next to you.